I has a happy.
I has had lots of naps in lots of different places today.
Sometimes I like ear scritches, chin tickles, and belly rubs when I'm napping.
But sometimes this annoys me and I put my paws over my face and curl up.
Sometimes I like maximum belly rubs though.
Today, I wanted maximum belly rubs while I napped.
I stretched out in full, waited for my human, then blinked and meowed at him.
He did as he was told.
I has a happy.

I was looking at my human's claws today, on his upper paws, and I noticed that they were shorter than when I saw them yesterday.
I blinked at my human to show him that I'd seen this.
I has a confused though.
I never see him clip them, and I've never seen another human clip them for him. How did they get shorter?
I never see him scratch anything with them, either - not a chair, a bed, or a tree. How does he know what he does and doesn't own?
And his claws don't retract. They just stay there at the end of his paws.
What's the point of human claws?
Humans are odd.
I has had a confused.
My human hadn't been around for a long time, and I didn't know why.
Then - yesterday - he appeared.
I walked in, walked past him, pretended I wasn't interested in him, and led him to my food bowl.
He put out some cod in jelly. Good human.
After I had my cod in jelly, I demanded some more cod in jelly.
Then I jumped onto my human's bed and fell asleep near him.
Later on, I moved and slept on his face.
I have now gone outside to nap on the mud.
I'm glad my food-giver, belly-rubber, and chin-tickler has returned... but I won't let him know this.
I think my human thinks I'm stupid.
Sometimes, when I'm hungry, I'll meow by my bowl and there's some old, dry food in there - with no jelly left on the chunks.
I don't like these bits - they smell funny.
My human will lift the bowl up, to put new food in, and I get excited.
He sometimes looks in the bowl and says 'what a waste', but I don't know what this means.
He then puts fresh food in the bowl, with lots of jelly on it, and puts it down for me.
I run over to the bowl and eat, but sometimes... sometimes... I can smell the old, dry food underneath.
I sniff and sniff the bowl, then back away from it and look up at my human. He's left the old food underneath the new food. He thinks I won't notice.
I stare at my human until he does the right thing and removes the old food - keeping the fresh food in there, with some catty biscuits on top. Then I eat.
Idiot human.
The sun has gone in.
I has a sad.
I don't mind being outside in the rain, as long as I have a table or something that I can sit under.
But there is one type of rain I don't like.
Light rain is okay, even though it makes my fur go all fuzzy.
Rain that comes straight from above is okay, even if it does plink on the top of my head.
But I really don't like rain that comes from the side, blown by the wind.
Side rain blows into my ears - doesn't matter which way I face. It makes the inside of my ears cold and wet, and it makes me do catty head-shakes.
There is side rain today, so I've come inside to sit by a window and watch it.
I want to bite the raindrops.
I'll probably have a nap.
I like flapping paper with my paw.
I like flapping books, loose bits of paper, letters, bills - anything my human leaves lying around.
Sometimes I do this so that my human hurries up and pays me attention.
Sometimes I do it just because it's fun to flap at things.
I found a new thing to flap. It's made of lots of little, yellow bits of paper.
I really liked flapping it.
I kept doing it and my human shouted 'Clive! Stop it!'
I liked this attention.
I kept flapping the yellow bits of paper, then one came off ... and it stuck to my paw.
I didn't like this.
I flapped my paw about, to get the yellow paper off, but it was still stuck to it.
I kept flapping my paw, but the yellow paper stayed stuck.
I panicked and ran off, flapping my paw.
The yellow paper was going to be stuck to me forever.
I meowed and ran around, flapping my paw.
I ran into the big comfy chair, and the yellow bit of paper fell off my paw.
I sniffed it. It wasn't alive.
I had a nap.
I was outside last night, in the dark, when a light suddenly went on.
It was only shining on one spot.
I sat underneath it and all of these flies, moths, and other funny things appeared.
I was surrounded by little snacks. I had a feast.
I bited all the little things in the air.
The light went off, but I moved a bit and it came back on again.
I ated more flying things.
I like this light.